jack abbot’s tummy !!!!!
coming up behind him in the kitchen and just wrapping your arms around his waist, a firm set of abs covered by a soft lil tummy.
laying your head on his stomach while watching an 80’s movie that has a great soundtrack but definitely didn’t age well, head bouncing and vibrating every time he talks or laughs.
his stomach pressing into yours when he’s fucking you missionary, flushed and freckled because his irish skin will always always always give him away.
his warm, soft tummy squished up against your back when he has you in a lethal cuddle in bed (more like a headlock, you’re not going anywhere) your skin sticking together
the lil peek of tummy when he lifts his arms to stretch or grab something that you definitely try to bite if you’re in the comfort of your own home. even better if you can see one of your old bite marks fading.
tummy :))))
